Counterclock, Vanishing

Counterclock, Vanishing
By Alan MacDougall

Come!

Waste time with me

in the

Tenderloin
where

coal misty skies

give forth

soft haunting echoes

of early bird cries

& memories are holes

we fall into

and spin for a long,

long time

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